I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 44: After Beating the Young, the Old Arrive

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: After Beating the Young, the Old Arrive

Gu Shanhai carefully climbed out of the underground cave he had dug for himself, and he planned to acquire a gun, and naturally, it would be even better if he could get his hands on a cannon.

It wasn’t that he wanted firearms, but rather he needed their structure to further modify his attack, which would naturally increase the power of his Spirit Blade.

Given his current situation, he naturally needed to do the most with the least cost.

Since he couldn’t overpower others with strength, he would make up for it in other ways.

The firearms of this world shouldn’t be like the ones in the hands of Huang Enhaodang, which were just shells disguised as firearms.

Once he came out, he saw an old man standing not far from him, seemingly having waited for him for a long time.

This immediately put Gu Shanhai on alert; the old man was probably squatting at his respawn point, seemingly ready to fight him to the death.

"I am Xiang Ting, you might not know me, but I think you should recognize my disciple, his name is Xiang Fang," said the old man who claimed to be Xiang Ting.

From the shared surname, Gu Shanhai guessed that Xiang Fang was most likely raised by this man from a young age, and calling him a disciple might be more akin to calling him a son.

Therefore, he wondered if this was about revenge, so should he strike first and launch a surprise attack?

"You can rest assured, I am not here to take revenge for him, his actions... I am aware," Xiang Ting said calmly, as if it wasn’t his disciple who had died.

This, on the contrary, made Gu Shanhai somewhat puzzled; if not for revenge, then what for?

"So you are just coming to meet me out of curiosity?" Gu Shanhai asked in return.

"Exactly, I just wanted to see the person who killed him," admitted Xiang Ting.

"Didn’t you feel that was rather boring, or is it that you are apprehensive?" Gu Shanhai laughed lightly, noticing something; this Xiang Ting was very hypocritical.

Clearly, he hated him immensely, yet he not only didn’t dare to act, he even didn’t dare to show his outward expressions.

His fear wasn’t of Gu Shanhai, but of cause and effect; the other party having achieved success in the teachings of "Knowing One’s Destiny," naturally knew well about good causes bringing about good results, and he surely understood that Xiang Fang’s death was a bad result.

But he had to come.

"It seems you have also read ’Knowing One’s Destiny,’" Xiang Ting’s eyes flashed with a glint; it was the original heritage of their sect, previously stolen by the unfilial disciple Xiang Fang who had hired people to take it. He was here partly to see his disciple, and partly to retrieve the original "Knowing One’s Destiny."

"You guess, if you get it right, I’ll tell you," Gu Shanhai was not about to disclose anything; did the man really think he was a fool?

"If taken, it must be returned," Xiang Ting said gravely: "To take the secrets of our sect is something intolerable."

The man intended to kill Gu Shanhai, but not because of revenge for Xiang Fang, but because Gu Shanhai had taken "Knowing One’s Destiny" as the origin point.

"Tsk, it’s a hot potato indeed," Gu Shanhai scorned the idea; how could something that had reached his hands possibly be returned?

Okay, even if it were returned, the other party wouldn’t let things go; they would use his stealing of their secrets as an excuse.

So it was all a pretense of high-mindedness.

One could only say that Xiang Ting... his time hadn’t come yet!

Why? Because Gu Shanhai saw the man pull his robes to one side, clearly revealing a chain of shiny yellow bullets draped over his body, with a circle of grenades hanging around his waist.

Then, he didn’t know from where, but Xiang Ting pulled out a Gatling gun and began loading it.

Not to mention anything else, just the talismans carved on the bullets were enough to show that this thing was definitely not just an add-on; plus, the Gatling that faintly emitted a ghostly glow indicated that it had definitely been refined by him into a magic weapon.

Even on the grenades, there was an extraordinary aura.

Magic firearms, talisman bullets, talisman magic grenades.

If Xiang Ting completed a round with the Gatling in his hands, Gu Shanhai would be gone, so naturally, upon encountering such a situation, the first reaction was to turn and run.

Under this system of cause and effect, cultivators indeed didn’t have much combat power, all invested in perception, but the modern technological magic weapons they crafted could absolutely crush most of the current-stage magic weapons and magic devices, etc.

Dada Dada~

The Gatling was unleashed, and a massive volume of firepower came pouring in.

Lucky for him his Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt and Child Skill were completed, with a tough physique combined with the latest sense ability from the Yunling Technique, he might not be able to dodge bullets, but could he not dodge Xiang Ting’s offensive?

As for standing firm against bullets, let alone having completed it, even perfection wouldn’t be enough.

Gu Shanhai ran swiftly, while Xiang Ting was of an older age, and even if he had the ability, he had to acknowledge his age, so he was always a step slower.

From this, one could also deduce that the cultivators of this world’s cause and effect system probably couldn’t achieve eternal life, and even their physical fitness couldn’t be enhanced or guaranteed; as they aged, they would inevitably weaken.

Otherwise, why would they develop their magic weapons to such a formidable extent?

And it had only been two minutes, Xiang Ting was already struggling to hold the Gatling gun steadily.

At this moment, he seemed to also realize something, that is how tempting a vacant Mountain God position, with a thousand years of life and great power, was to the people of this world.

The battle in Fengtai Village would be a long one, with such great interests, no one would give up.

However, he also wondered why the former Xiang Fang didn’t carry firearms, was it because he was poor?

Xiang Fang was actually very poor, he seemed to be making a lot, but how much can a poor man have? Most of his money went into pleasures and resources for cultivation, but he didn’t play it well, he wasn’t dedicated to his cultivation, which is why he died so miserably. If he had dedicated himself more to pleasure, he would have died a lot happier.

"Ah, this... you don’t last very long..." Gu Shanhai commented.

Then instantly, he threw a ring of ice frost over there, there was no explosion, it was the kind that caused continuous damage.

And lucky for him, he had "Butterfly Through Flowers Hand," a major technique for throwing hidden weapons, which improved both precision and speed.

The ice frost ring fell and instantly spread out.

The temperature in the area where Xiang Ting was located plummeted, the ground and even Xiang Ting himself were covered with a layer of frost, and he, in turn, shivered, with his bodily functions beginning to decline.

Gu Shanhai didn’t use other types of elemental attacks mainly because he was worried about stimulating the grenades on the opponent’s waist; if those exploded, killing the opponent wouldn’t matter, but the firearms Gu Shanhai needed would also be damaged.

He initially just wanted a small pistol, but unexpectedly, he came across a Gatling, which was a pleasant surprise.

While the opponent was not reacting, he immediately threw another ten frost mana rings over there, stacking them together, covering the opponent in frost.

"Fortunately, the opponent is old and frail; if it were someone young and strong, today would be my end," Gu Shanhai was also feeling relieved, after which he hurried over.

"The time for harvest has come, I will finish him first..."

Gu Shanhai was about to finish off Xiang Ting when suddenly, he felt a jolt in his heart, a sense of foreboding.

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